Chapter 142 Extra 1

“I also think three thousand is too much.” Zhao Xiheng readily changed her mind, “Two thousand will do.”

She is a conscientious and honest person; if she says two thousand, she means two thousand and would never take advantage of anyone.

Zhao Xiheng's attitude was resolute, and Wei Li glanced at her with surprise.

The little girl is quite principled.

"I'll do whatever you say."

She was being silly, refusing an extra thousand yuan, so it's not his fault.

Zhao Xiheng gave the two bowls of sweet water to Wei Li and Zhao's mother.

Wei Li was a guest, and her mother was a patient, so there was no need for her to drink; every little bit saved was worthwhile.

Zhao's mother couldn't bear to see her precious daughter without sweet soup. She was about to say that she didn't like sweet soup and was about to hand the soup to Zhao Xiheng when Wei Li beat her to it and handed his bowl to Zhao Xiheng.

"I don't drink this stuff. Where do you keep your water tank?"

Zhao Xiheng pointed, and he, as if familiar with the place, took a bowl, scooped a bowl of water from the water vat, and came back.

His expression was somewhat strange when he carried the water in.

Zhao Xiheng exchanged glances with him, but she didn't quite understand what he was trying to convey, and she felt a little disgusted.

What are you complaining about? He said he didn't want sugary drinks.

Zhao's mother glanced between the two of them, silently took back her bowl, and took a sip.

Ah! It's so sweet! Sweeter than any sugar water I've ever had before.

These days, resources are scarce. You have to rush to buy sugar and oil at the beginning of the month to get them. Even those with ten thousand yuan in savings wouldn't dare say they don't like drinking sweet soup.

That's good. The young man seems to know how to care for others.

The three of them sat facing each other for a while. After Zhao's mother finished her sugar water, she noticed that Wei Li hadn't touched the water in his bowl. She kept holding the bowl with her hands and pleaded, "Why isn't Xiao Wei drinking any water?"

It seemed as if if he didn't drink it soon, he would order Zhao Xiheng to make him another bowl of sweet soup.

"Drink, drink." Wei Li forced himself to drink the whole bowl of water.

As the saying goes, a mother-in-law likes her son-in-law more and more the more she looks at him.

Wei Li just sat there drinking water, and Zhao's mother found him pleasing to the eye and thought he was good in every way.

Wow, this child is so tall and good-looking. He must be over 1.83 meters tall when he stands up. He's a little thin, he must be too tired to eat more.

However, looking at his wrists, the exposed bone structure is quite sturdy. He looks a bit fierce, but he gives off a sense of security, which is better than being soft and timid and easy to bully.

When the time comes, I'll shave my head and show my forehead; that will definitely make me look more energetic.

Ah-Dan said that the child is ambitious and hardworking, and is really a good young man.

Zhao's mother didn't know how to praise him. She wanted him to stay for dinner, but felt it wasn't appropriate; she could barely stand up in her current condition. As for A-Dan cooking, that was even more out of the question—it wasn't food for anyone. She couldn't let Xiao Wei eat it, nor could she expose her daughter's shortcomings.

She was feeling a bit unwell, and after a while, she slowly said, "You two kids go play, I'm going to sleep a little longer."

Zhao Xiheng put away the bowl and followed Wei Li out of the dimly lit mud house.

Wei Li grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the vat in the yard. Pointing at the vat, he argued with her in a low voice, "Zhao Xiheng, can't you be a little more diligent and fill it with water? If you can't fill it with water, can't you at least put a lid on it?"

“My family doesn’t have a lid, my family is poor,” Zhao Xiheng retorted confidently.

Wei Li was so angry he could hardly breathe. He couldn't hit him, and he couldn't scold him. He walked around the vat twice in his anger.

No roof because we're poor! That's a damn damn justified and righteous reason!

"You really are a successor to socialism, a loyal proletarian revolutionary," Wei Li said sarcastically. "I just saw a *** jump out of the vat."

He just drank a toad's bathwater! And he drank such a big bowl of it!

Now, when I think about it, I realize he's no longer a good person.

Zhao Xiheng looked into the vat; there was only a little water left.

She couldn't just accept being scolded, so she stubbornly argued, "A frog is a frog, as long as it's not a mouse..."

"Fine, you're really something." Wei Li exploded, calling him a rat, "I wonder if you could do it instead!"

Zhao Xiheng thought he was going to pour water from the water tank into her mouth, and ran away in fright.

She's just being stubborn. Who knows if the frog peed in there or not?

She couldn't outrun Wei Li and was pulled back in one go, her waist pressed against the edge of the vat.

A true man can bend and stretch; "I can't do it, I was wrong, I apologize..."

After Zhao Xiheng finished speaking, she quickly covered her mouth.

"Too late. I saw you were quite the chatterbox just now, weren't you?" Wei Li pulled her hand away and lowered his head to press his lips to her soft lips.

The soft and novel touch startled both of them. Wei Li's cheeks flushed and his ears burned. He pried open her lips as if to retaliate. The sweet taste of the syrup made his heart race. He held her hand to prevent her from escaping.

After a long while, Zhao Xiheng's face turned bright red, whether from holding her breath or choking. She coughed while holding onto the edge of the vat, desperately wiping her bright red lips. The more she wiped, the redder her lips became, as if they were about to bleed.

Wei Li pinched her cheek, "Now you know what a toad tastes like, right? Let's see if you'll still be so stubborn in the future."

She was still wiping her mouth when Wei Li, embarrassed and angry, said, "Stop wiping! We're getting married soon, what's so great about a kiss? I haven't even taken you to the cornfield yet."

Zhao Xiheng's face turned even redder, and she spat at him, "Go to hell and crawl into that cornfield! Shameless!"

Wei Li had finally won a round. He didn't care whether he gained the upper hand verbally or otherwise; he wasn't going to suffer a loss. "Tomorrow is May 21st, an auspicious day, suitable for everything. Let's go get our marriage certificate. Dress nicely, you hear me?"

"I heard you!" Zhao Xiheng was still embarrassed and angry because of what had just happened. "Get out of here!" She tossed her two long, shiny black braids aside and went back into the house without looking back.

After thinking it over, she took out a dime and asked Grandma Li next door to take care of her mother for a day tomorrow.

Grandma Li is a very kind person, but her family is poor. She is old and her eyesight and health are not good, so she can only earn a few cents a day by washing clothes and sewing shoe soles.

Zhao Xiheng gave her a dime, and of course she did it.

Water infused with frogs is indeed undrinkable; Wei Li got a stomachache as soon as he got back, and it didn't subside until the afternoon. He lay on the kang (heated brick bed) and scolded Zhao Xiheng several times, deciding to give her a good dressing down tomorrow.

Early on the first day, the two met at the village entrance. Wei Li was still wearing the same white polyester shirt he wore when he went to her house yesterday. He had black sunglasses pinned to the shirt, and clean, well-fitting black trousers with straight, sharp creases. He looked like a city official, extremely flashy.

Zhao Xiheng was still wearing the same cotton floral shirt and baggy navy blue trousers she wore yesterday, with her hair in two braids.

If it weren't for the person's good looks, this outfit would look incredibly tacky.

She was dressed in a drab gray, and Wei Li's head was throbbing.

"You're going to your wedding wearing this?"

Zhao Xiheng tugged at her clothes, "Is that not allowed?"

"Get in! Get in the car!" Wei Li dragged and pushed her into the car, then angrily drove towards the city.